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Re: What song are you listening to?

Every Grain of Sand - Bob Dylan

In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest needWhen the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seedThere's a dyin' voice within me reaching out somewhere,Toiling in the danger and in the morals of despair.

Don't have the inclination to look back on any mistake,Like Cain, I now behold this chain of events that I must break.In the fury of the moment I can see the Master's handIn every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand.

Oh, the flowers of indulgence and the weeds of yesteryear,Like criminals, they have choked the breath of conscience and good cheer.The sun beat down upon the steps of time to light the wayTo ease the pain of idleness and the memory of decay.

I gaze into the doorway of temptation's angry flameAnd every time I pass that way I always hear my name.Then onward in my journey I come to understandThat every hair is numbered like every grain of sand.

I have gone from rags to riches in the sorrow of the nightIn the violence of a summer's dream, in the chill of a wintry light,In the bitter dance of loneliness fading into space,In the broken mirror of innocence on each forgotten face.

I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the seaSometimes I turn, there's someone there, other times it's only me.I am hanging in the balance of the reality of manLike every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand.

Re: What song are you listening to?

Re: What song are you listening to?

If You Could Read My Mind — Gordon Lightfoot

If you could read my mind love, what a tale my thoughts could tell.
Just like an old time movie about a ghost from a wishing well.
In a castle dark or a fortress strong with chains upon my feet, you know that ghost is me.
And I will never be set free as long as I'm a ghost that you can't see.

If I could read your mind love, what a tale your thoughts could tell.
Just like a paperback novel, the kind that drugstores sell.
When you reach the part where the heartaches come, the hero would be me but heroes often fail.
And you won't read that book again because the ending's just too hard to take.
I'd walk away like a movie star who gets burned in a three way script, enter number two.
A movie queen to play the scene of bringing all the good things out in me,
but for now love, let's be real.
I never thought I could act this way and I've got to say that I just don't get it,
I don't know where we went wrong but the feeling's gone and I just can't get it back.

If you could read my mind love, what a tale my thoughts could tell.
Just like an old time movie about a ghost from a wishing well.
In a castle dark or a fortress strong with chains upon my feet, but stories always end.
And if you read between the lines you'll know that I'm just trying to understand
the feelings that you lack.
I never thought I could feel this way and I've got to say that I just to get it,
I don't know where we went wrong but the feeling's gone and I just can't get it back.

Re: What song are you listening to?

If you could read my mind love, what a tale my thoughts could tell.
Just like an old time movie about a ghost from a wishing well.
In a castle dark or a fortress strong with chains upon my feet, you know that ghost is me.
And I will never be set free as long as I'm a ghost that you can't see.

If I could read your mind love, what a tale your thoughts could tell.
Just like a paperback novel, the kind that drugstores sell.
When you reach the part where the heartaches come, the hero would be me but heroes often fail.
And you won't read that book again because the ending's just too hard to take.
I'd walk away like a movie star who gets burned in a three way script, enter number two.
A movie queen to play the scene of bringing all the good things out in me,
but for now love, let's be real.
I never thought I could act this way and I've got to say that I just don't get it,
I don't know where we went wrong but the feeling's gone and I just can't get it back.

If you could read my mind love, what a tale my thoughts could tell.
Just like an old time movie about a ghost from a wishing well.
In a castle dark or a fortress strong with chains upon my feet, but stories always end.
And if you read between the lines you'll know that I'm just trying to understand
the feelings that you lack.
I never thought I could feel this way and I've got to say that I just to get it,
I don't know where we went wrong but the feeling's gone and I just can't get it back.